The brazen heat of the omnipresent sun was scorching up the abandoned stretch of asphalt highway as a lone biker makes his way through the desert terrain of Arizona wasteland. The only relief he feels from the unrelenting sun is the quick speed and rapid velocity at which he rides his dust-covered Harley Hog down the highway. He is dressed in a studded black...
It was a relief to get off the grimy grey streets. I'd been pounding the baking asphalt for hours, wearing the already paper thin soles of my five dollar shoes into a fine mist. Now I was sat in the reception room of my latest client, a Major Benson, waiting for him to finish pounding whichever floozy he had bent over his office desk. He certainly had plent...
It's night again and I am driving through the streets of Chugiak, a small Alaskan town. I've loved this town ever since I first came here a few years ago. Back then, I was new to the business world. A young black man, armed with a college education, out to make his mark on the world. I'm a native of the Bronx who found himself hired by a small Accounting fir...
To say we were incompatible would be untrue; after all, no man wants to date an exact female equivalent of themselves, and there are many passions we have always shared: we are both into swimming, and love our cookery. We both have Spanish descendants and have been dating almost solidly since high school. In short, Esmeralda and I have a lot in common. But...
My schedule is so busy, but I've made a commitment to "give back" where I can and I was on my way to do just that. My next appointment was for me to lecture a group of college grad students about the "value of commitment in business" which is relevant because I committed to do this as a favor to my old college roommate who was now the "business ethics" teac...
I was still quite innocent in the art of walking the Vegas strip after 2 a.m., which was littered with screaming fat chicks, homeless men, stumbling couples, and hookers. As I walked across a bridge beneath one of those blaring fifty-foot TVs, two black chicks approached me. "Hey sexy! Where do you think you're going?" I'd never been too much into black girl...
I promised to help Allen wallpaper. She gathered up a few of her own papering tools and was soon hearing the chimes inside Allen's house and then the thumping of heavy steps announcing his smiling, unshaven face around the edge of the door. "Good morning, teacher!" he laughed, throwing the door open wide. The project was a small bathroom. The toughest...
I was in my final year at university and, like all students, was always strapped for cash. To make up my grant, I did life modeling for art sessions at schools and art clubs. Much of it is standard work such as standing in a room of spotty teenagers whist wearing a thirties style outfit with silly hats and heavy coats. There was an art society based in a vil...
I must admit that when I first met Hodan "Danni" Suleiman, the possibility that she might be a dominatrix never occurred to me. The prim and proper, hijab-wearing, short but cute Somali sister walking through the halls of Carleton University in her long skirt, with the Koran tucked under her arm seemed like the picture of Islamic feminine decency and respons...
Some had said he'd been mad to take the job at the public prep school. Sure, he had a PhD, but he didn't need to see his name in print, and he didn't need the pressure of getting it there. The money was decent, the rhythm suited his lifestyle, and the students were highly intelligent and largely disciplined in this selective all-girls' school. Others, all m...